Game Over
nsfw ahead, 18+ only ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚
pairings: gamer!han jisung x fem!reader, established relationship
tags/warnings: nsfw, smut, teasing, edging, kinda sub!jisung and nerd!jisung, jisung is whiny and loud, bj, mentions of humping (kinda), nicknames, humour at the end (bc i find myself very funny), short mentions of felix, food
note: english isn’t my first language so spare me pls
word count: like 3k
After reading a dumb clickbait article claiming guys lose interest in sex when they game a lot, you decide to see if it’s true while teasing your flustered boyfriend as he’s focused on gaming.
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Stop overthinking it. It’s just clickbait, yeah… you’re not believing that. You’ve been telling yourself that on repeat for the past twenty minutes, trying to believe it. Because you do. Definitely.
Turning back to dinner - the one you’re making for jisung and yourself. He basically begged you to make his favorite instant ramen from the convenience store down the street. Honestly, even after five years of being together and more packets of that ramen than you care to admit, you still haven’t figured out why he adores them so much. At some point, you decided it’s not about the taste at all - it’s the little pokémons on the package.
While pouring some hot water into the ramen cup, you catch yourself stealing glances at your phone. Because of the time of course. Yes, the time. You gotta know how long these noodles take. It’s not like you’ve made them a thousand times over the past few years and know it by heart by now.
Yeah, so much for ignoring it. He’s still in the other room gaming like his life depends on it, and here you are, picking up your phone again just to stare at that stupid article. Your eyes scanning the headline over and over again: ‘A new study shows that men who game constantly may experience reduced sexual desire, as some of their pleasure and reward needs are satisfied through gaming.’ And of course you cant help but think of jisung.
The same jisung who still shyly looks away when you walk around the house without a bra. The jisung who drools when he catches even the slightest peek of your ass in the morning, shirt riding up, no pants in sight. The jisung who whines and trembles, practically begging whenever you tease him, his hands gripping yours as you take him into your mouth, muffled moans spilling out of him, eyes wide and desperate, shivering whenever you touch him just right, letting you lead every move while he can’t do anything but follow, soft gasps and quiet pleas filling the room. Jisung, that could cum in his pants like a virgin, just from hearing you desperately moan “sungie“ in his ear.
Finally, you shut your phone and toss it across the room. Farther than necessary. Standing up and heading to jisungs room, determined to prove this shitty article wrong.
If he truely experiences reduced sexual desire you would´ve noticed that. He‘s just been busy these days with that new shooting game that just came out. Him and felix won‘t shut up talking about how great it is and how smoothly everything runs, considering it‘s barely been out for four days. Four days since jisung and you last messed around. Four days without his hands on your body , without him whining your name, without… you know, actual fun.
knock knock
“sungie? you there baby?” No reply.
Opening the door, you see him. Eyes glued on his monitor, you could say he’s analysing the game, by how focused he’s starring at it. The same eyes which should be examining every single of your curves, not some pixels. His hair is messy, probably from wearing his headset for hours, maybe even days by now. The same messy hair he wakes up with after a hell of a night with you, barely catching some sleep. Now he’s losing sleep over some guns. He’s slightly leaning back into his gaming chair after dying and waiting for his respawn. Taking the perfect position for you to crawl between his legs and suck the last drop of cum out of him.
But it isn’t just the position that makes your heat throb, it’s the way his fingers move so fast, his hands reacting, making you wish you were that keyboard right there. Never have you wished to be a fucking keyboard before, but here you are, standing in your boyfriend’s room getting wet by watching him game.
And the worst thing is, he’s absolutely unaware of how turned on you are right now. So you decide to tease him a bit.
You step behind him, resting your chin on his shoulder, your hands sliding slowly down his chest. “Still alive?” you whisper, your lips brushing his ear. He flinches slightly, eyes still on the screen. “Oh baby, i didn’t hear you comin- YES nice kill lix” he suddenly says mid sentence.
“Sorry baby, i’m a bit bus-” he stops himself the second he can feel your warm lips on his neck. “B-baby what are y-aah“ he whines out. Softly kissing his neck, dragging your tounge all over it. Wet sounds coming from your mouth, unable to get enough of his taste. Did he try a new body wash? The moment you start sucking on his skin, he shivers a little, a quiet sound slipping past his lips before he can stop it. “Aah baby n-not a-ah there i’m sensiti-” he couldn’t finish his sentence letting out muffled noise instead.
“You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up.” And you meant what you said, jisung looks truly breathtaking with your red bites all over his neck. Sweat running down his head, struggling to keep his breath under control, groaning so needy while a flush spreads over his cheeks. You press your thighs together, feeling even hornier now.
You wearing an extremely low cut top isn’t helping jisung’s situation at all. Innocently resting your tits on his shoulders, your nails tracing the love bites you left on him. You caught him starring, boba eyes looking down at your chest on his shoulder. Perfect pillows for him to just lay down on and burry his face in.
“Wai- what- what are you weari-nhaa” he can’t finish his sentence, since you started pressing your nails into his bruised neck. He quickly mutes himself, so felix would’t hear how good you’re making him feel. “Whats wrong baby? Are you sensitive here?” you mumble while pressing another nail into the fresh hickey on his neck. “Y-Yes pl-please don’t- ‘mmm” his eyes slowly rolling back.
His focus wavers, fingers hesitating on the keyboard and you can’t help the small smile tugging at your mouth. No sexual desire my ass. “Ji, you good?” felix voice buzzes through the headphones.
“Yes i-i’m-uh-one sec lix” he mutters, while unmuting and muting himself again , trying to steady his hands and regain focus. But you’re not gonna let him. Slowly leaning down, pushing one headphone away from his ear “why are you so tense sungie?” you murmur, leaning closer. “Do you want me to help you relax baby? I wouldn’t want my pretty boy to play while he’s uncomfortable, now would i?”. He lets out a soft, desperate noise.
“I can’t- not while- while felix’s on call.. and also this is our rank up game” he mumbles. “It took us days to get to diamond a- and there’s no way i can lose this round i- i’ve been grinding almost all week for this a- and i-” you can hear him rambling, explaining something about his rank but you’re not really listening, too distracted by the growing bulge in his black sweatpants. God those sweatpants.
He’s so focused on the game again, he doesn’t even realise that you left his neck (for now). Sliding down quietly and crawling under his table to help him relax, like the good girlfriend you are. You brought your hands to his waist, so you can slide his pants down, but got distracted by his delicious looking tummy.
God you wanted to lick it so bad, hump yourself dry on it. Cumming on it over and over again till neither he nor you would be able to think straight. You’re even convinced you could make him forget his own name. Just the tummy. You make a mental note to try that out later, but now you’ve got something else to focus on.
He feels your hands and instinctively looks down. His eyes widen, and his mouth parts slightly, caught between trying to stay focused and reacting to your touch. “Wh- when did yo- how- w-what” he mumbles in a rush, trying to process the sight underneath him
Before he could say anything you gently tug his sweatpants down just enough to free his cock. Already glistening with precum, it’s so hard he looks like he could cum just by starring down at your pretty face and lustful eyes.
“Please don’t- i mean, not right now- i-i wanna rank up and and i-” he can’t finish his sentence, your hands on him catching him off guard. Your hands wrap around his throbbing cock, fingers sliding firmly from base to tip, smearing that slick precum along the veined length.
You should be understanding, you’re his girlfriend after all, but you’re way too turned on by this whole situation to give a damn about his rank right now. But its okay you’re gonna make it up to him with more ramen.
Slowly and teasingly you start pressing kisses all over his tip. “Dont tease-” jisung’s still trying to process the situation. Cute. “F-fuck i can't the game's-” But his protest fades into a groan when you take him into your mouth, sucking softly at first, your lustful gaze never leaving his.
Your tongue flicking out to lap at the underside of his cock from base to head in one slow, making him moan out loud. You can see his cheek growing red, he’s aware that felix just heard that on the other side of the call. He quickly takes the mouse, muting himself to avoid more possible embarrassing situations.
“Ugh- yes baby s-so good ‘m gonna cum-”
“No. No cumming. You’re gonna continue playing but you’re not gonna cum until i say so” the words come out muffled since his dick is still filling your mouth up, but based on his reaction he understood it. After not touching you for days, he deserved to be punished a tiny bit.
“I- you- i can’t do t-that you know that-” he says, eyes wide almost as if he doesn’t believe what you’re asking from him.
“Sssh focus on the game” you mumble your mouth never leaving his thick cock. He fills your mouth perfectly, the head brushing the back of your throat as you take him deeper and suck harder.
Every attempt he makes to focus ends in a small groan, a pause, a shuffle, betraying just how flustered he is. You can’t help but smile, loving the control you have over him.
He lets out a high-pitched whine “Please i cant- ‘m gonna-”“Not yet” you cut him off, increasing your speed, head bobbing faster up and down. Wet sounds, whimpers and moans fill the room.
“Y/n, I—I can't the match, it's rank-up, shit, they're gonna lose because of me. Please- just- just- slow down, I need to focus” his voice was breathy, laced with that pathetic pleading you loved, but you didn’t slow down instead you pull off with a wet pop, your hand replacing your lips, stroking him fast and firm, twisting at the top to spread the fresh bead of precum.
“Wha-what are you-” his voice cracks into a desperate whimper, eyes fluttering shut for a split second before snapping back to the screen, but the game blurs in his vision.
You take him back into your mouth, bobbing shallowly, playing with his tip. Dragging your tongue so slow from the shaft to his tip that it might even hurt. His whines turn into continuous, breathy pleas, but you’re not backing off. Not yet.
Jisung whines louder, a pathetic, needy sound “Please- please let me cum- i promise i’ll be a good boy- i’m even gonna drop back to bronze if you want me to- ugh- ‘m gonna delete t-the game just let me cum-” his desperate voice turns you more on. “I can be good, so good! I swear!” he continues, but you’re still not giving in.
“Please, y/n let me cum- i’m throbbing, so full, your mouth feels perfect- wet an- and hot and perfect. I can't hold it, the game's lost anyway, just let me explode p-please y/n please. I'll leave the call, fuck the rank-up, all i want is to fill your mouth. ‘m begging you baby- baby, please” his words poured out, whiny, body shaking as you finally took pity or maybe just wanted to push him further, you started sucking harder, faster.
With a final, broken whimper, jisung slammed the escape key, quitting the match mid-round, the disconnect sound beeping through the headset. He yanked the mic away, tossing it aside as the call with Felix cut off. “Fuck the game- now, y/n- , please, just let me- please i can’t take it anymore-”
When you finally hum in approval, jisung doesn’t waste a second shooting his cum into your mouth, eyes rolling back, sweat dripping all over his neck, his mouth opens filling the room with moans and cries. You swallow every drop, milking him dry with your lips and tongue until he slumps back, panting, still murmuring soft, grateful begs,“thankyouthankyou gosh thank you baby”s.
“Wow.. that was” he tries to say something between heavy breaths, still trying to calm down “amazing. I mean- not the blowjob even tho that was amazing too but- i mean you’re amazing”. You can’t help but grin, he such a loser sometimes. But a very cute one. “But uhm…” he starts again, you know he’s about to start rambling again ,“i’m not complaining or anything god no but.. it’s just.. what like uhm what made you do all this?” he asks softly, cheeks growing hot again.
You bite your lip, trying to look serious but failing miserably “for research purposes, obviously. Someone’s got to test your…focus”
He shallows, looking flustered “Y-you mean…all of this? Under the table? Teasing me like this?”
“Exactly” you whisper, leaning closer to his ear “for research purposes. I’m….gathering data” you can’t believe your own words? Gathering data? Seriously y/n?
He exhales shakily, still a little flustered, pushing his glasses up nervously as he glances at you with wide eyes. “You’re… really something. And all of this for research?”
“Of course it is” you tease. “Research can be hungry work.. so how about we got eat that ramen you’ve been begging me to make sungie?”
